... on a bright sunny beautiful Friday afternoon. Got finished with work an hour and a half late, and loaded up to leave town headed to Tennessee. Where I try/hope/plan to go once a month to spend the weekend with one of my most favorite people. When I see her in December, we will both bring calendars for the new year, and pick tentative weekends each month, hoping nothing will intervene and I can make the trip to visit her in Chattanooga.
It was a gorgeous day. Lots of early spring bloomers in glorious color: red bud trees with their lavender flowers lining each branch. Daffodils nodding in the breeze on hillsides where homes were built a century ago, long since collapsed, leaving huge clumps of bulbs to brighten the landscape each spring. Hundreds of (invasive) Bradford pear trees, volunteering out in the still-bare deciduous forest, covered in brilliant white blossoms. Twining vines of Carolina jasmine high in the tree tops with bright yellow trumpet-shaped blooms by the hundreds turning their faces up towards the sun. A gorgeous day!
Knowing what traffic would be like driving anywhere within fifty miles of Atlanta, I choose to go up state route 27, far to the west of the vehicle clogged interstate. Mostly four-laned, as the north south corridor along the edge of the state from TN to FL, with remarkably little congestion. A pleasant drive, with my talking books to keep me entertained on the four hour drive. A gorgeous day!
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